O. Henry

The young maestro was coming. Something special was hanging in the air.

And so the fans, thousands of them, squeezed into the stands around the 18th hole at Royal Liverpool on Saturday afternoon. They knew they needed to be there, to embrace it, to be able to say they saw it.

They know their golf here. They know that their British Open, in history and challenge, is the best of the majors. They have come to tolerate the rest of us as we wax poetic about the Masters and prattle on about the way the U.S. Golf Assn. toughens up its U.S. Open courses.

They just sigh and roll their eyes now when we call their Open Championship the British Open. They know which one is the...

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